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And with that, she fled.
•
Drew probably waited longer than he should’ve before he opened the door to let Mandy out. But, unreasonably protective of Mia, he didn’t move until he heard her car start, giving her a chance to escape.
He still couldn’t believe she’d come to visit him or that she’d used such a flimsy excuse as to bring him a listing of houses for sale. It was flattering actually. She’d tried a little too hard to make up a reason to visit.
If she was that interested in him, she couldn’t be involved with Jeffrey, ergo, she was free for him to pursue. But then again, if she was dating a married man, she probably had no qualms about seeing other men on the side.
But he didn’t think that was the case.
He prayed it wasn’t.
When he finally stepped aside and opened the door, his sister spilled through the opening, landing on her knees and catching herself with her hands.
"I guess you heard her answer."
Mandy ignored him. She carefully pushed to her feet and went about wiping floor dust from her knees and palms. When she straightened, her cold gaze slid his way.
"I heard her deny it. But you already said she would. If she was involved with a married man, she’d have no problem with lying."
He shook his head. "I don’t think she was lying."
"You can’t know that."
He frowned, defensive. "I saw her face, Mandy. You didn’t. She was telling the truth."
"Yeah, you saw something on her face," Mandy murmured, scowling at him. "I heard everything you two said. You could tell she knew something."
He opened his mouth, but no words came. Amanda was already mad enough, knowing he was attracted to her husband’s possible mistress. It would be in very bad taste to keep defending said accused mistress.
"What’re you doing over here, anyway?" he snapped, instead. "Where are your children?"
She scowled. "Jeffrey’s mother’s taking them to the zoo today. Don’t change the subject."
He growled out a grumble of irritation. "She wasn’t lying when she said she didn’t know Jeff."
"Then—"
"It was the roses," he confessed grudgingly.
Amanda cocked her head, confused. "What about them?"
"Her eyes widened when I mentioned roses being delivered to her address."
"Aha!" Mandy literally leaped a couple inches off the floor as she snapped her fingers. "I knew it."
"You don’t know squat," Drew reminded her. "She looked completely blank when I said Jeff’s name. She doesn’t know him." He ran his hands through his hair. Frustration raced through him like an attack of low-blood sugar, making him jittery and restless. "There has to be some kind of reasonable explanation—"
"Oh, pul-lease. If there was a reasonable explanation, then why didn’t she give it?"
Good question. He’d like to know that as well.
Fed up with the entire conversation, Drew threw up his hands. "I don’t know! Okay? I do not know. Maybe she was freaked out from you trying to murder her. It’d sure jumble my brains a bit."
Setting her hands on her hips, Amanda’s eyebrows snapped together. "Will you stop defending her? It’s making me mad. I know she’s soooo beautiful, but you best clear that lovey-dovey look out of your eyes fast, buddy boy. You’re my brother. Your loyalties lie with me."
As she jabbed a finger into her own chest, Drew arched a brow. "Lovey-dovey look?"
